Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
Open Water
The soulfull blue passes on all sides
On the air birds fly,
Over places, over nothing, over sea.
Going across the world, just to see.
We follow them on our own,
Some with family, some alone.
Yet we still go over endless blue with nothing else to see.
For this is the endless sea.
poem
by
Bethany Maxwell
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black